[Hook] Never trust no b**h n***as should have known not to trust that b**h (x4) [Verse1 : Fredro Starrr] If I was you, I wouldn't piss off them gods Cause they hit you with their pistols and they stick you with them knives Whacha sniffin' crystal while you twitchin' with yo eye n***as ride [?] stitches for they eye If you snitch you get sentenced quick, me and my conscious b**h n***as must be on barbiturates Caught you with that b**h you with, six what I hit you with The more people you f** over, the more is you get Don;t get caught up in a situation Get stuck while you sit and waitin' And the b**h you datin' Just a stipulation of the chick you scrapin' Or the one you holdin' hands, or that b**h you matin' You proud to be, see, my first b**h, she lied to me Found out all the sh** she hide from me The whole time, though this chick was gonna ride for me I put the gun to the head, let her die with me [Hook] (x4) [Verse 2: Sticky Fingaz] Since the day we met, I don't even ride with you f** [?], you kiddin'?! I would die for you I used to love you, b**h, but I can't love you no more What you parading around town like some goddamn who*e? You cheated on me, you wasn't loyal at all! If anybody gave you some rap, you gave him the drawers It's no wonder you got raped by a pack of n***as Now with these all you is is just a** and titties Used to sound so beautiful, used to feel pure, used to make me feel good about going in raw But you ain't been the same er'since you move down south Heard a bunch of ATL n***as champed you out I got pictures, videos, tweets won't quit Even heard you been s**in' some R&B dick Damn, you was my hip-hop b**h I mean, you was hip-hop, and you was my b**h [Hook] (x4)